Christopher Fry Quotes

The moon is no door. It is a face in its own right, White as a knuckle and terribly upset. It drags the sea after it like a dark crime; it is quiet With the O-gape of complete despair. I live here.

If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.

The moon, by her comparative proximity, and the constantly varying appearances produced by her several phases, has always occupied a considerable share of the attention of the inhabitants of the earth.

I'm really fascinated by the moon.

There's the moon asking to stay long enough for the clouds to fly me away

What do you do there, moon, in the sky? Tell me what you do, silent moon. When evening comes you rise and go contemplating wastelands; then you set.

The moon, too, abases her subjects, but in the daytime she is ridiculous. Your dissatisfactions, on the other hand, arrive through the mailslot with loving regularity, white and blank, expansive as carbon monoxide. No day is safe from news of you, walking about in Africa maybe, but thinking of me.

The Moon! Artemis! the great goddess of the splendid past of men! Are you going to tell me she is a dead lump?

The moon is such a planet, I can’t even stand it. What else is it if it’s not a planet?

For a deeper interest in the Moon than I ever felt before.

Ever since I was a kid, I have loved the Moon. It's always there and continues to inspire humanity.

The moon is swimming naked and the summer night is fragrant with a mighty expectation of relief.

a full moon is a flashlight so everyone can see your drama!

Perhaps the crescent moon smiles in doubt at being told that it is a fragment awaiting perfection.

Moon like a large stainedglass window that breaks on the ocean.

The innocent moon, that nothing does but shine,Moves all the labouring surges of the world.

We ran as if to meet the moon.

Such a slender moon, going up and up, Waxing so fast from night to night, And swelling like an orange flower-bud, bright, Fated, methought, to round as to a golden cup, And hold to my two lips life's best of wine.

Under your skin the moon is alive.

We must strive to be like the moon

Look at the moon in the sky, not the one in the lake.